
Thursday, April 29, 2010
Watchman Chew "Watching" His Classmates In School

PS: Click on comic to view full cartoon!
To get a feel of Daniel Chew Huicong’s childhood, we would peruse a cartoon which describes how little “Watchman” would make all his friends a “former friend” in his life. Theology, indeed, is a good academic area for him to satisfy his urge for axe grinding and self-aggrandizement.
Tuesday, April 27, 2010
Friday, January 1, 2010
More Misapplied Verses By ODM-ers: Jude 3

And have a Blessed New Year.
He who have ears to hear,
let him hear here ...
in this New Year,
and not just for your ear,
my dear ... ...
Picture on right: The Venerable Watchman Daniel Chew (BSc Hons, A Levels, O Levels, PSLE, Kindergarten Certificate)
Sunday, December 27, 2009
Tuesday, December 22, 2009
A Song For Daniel Chew Huicong
PS: Inspired by the Protestant Pope
A Song to my brother, Watchman-P.A.P.A., author, apologist, Daniel Chew Huicong. Sung in the tune of "Have Yourself A Merry Little Christmas".
Lyrics
Dear Daniel Chew Huicong,
Have yourself a blogging-watching Christmas,
Let your hate be light
From now on,
your skeletons wouldn’t be out of sight
Have yourself a blogging little Christmas,
You damn to hell the Gay,
From now on,
their troubles will be blogged away.
Here you are in your judgment chairs,
Happy judging days … of yore.
Ske-le-tons that are dear to us
Out of clo-sets once more.
Through the years
Your blogs will gather together,
If “Blogger” allows
Hang Da-mo-cles sword above your balding brow.
And have yourself a blogging-watching Christmas now.
A Song to my brother, Watchman-P.A.P.A., author, apologist, Daniel Chew Huicong. Sung in the tune of "Have Yourself A Merry Little Christmas".
Lyrics
Dear Daniel Chew Huicong,
Have yourself a blogging-watching Christmas,
Let your hate be light
From now on,
your skeletons wouldn’t be out of sight
Have yourself a blogging little Christmas,
You damn to hell the Gay,
From now on,
their troubles will be blogged away.
Here you are in your judgment chairs,
Happy judging days … of yore.
Ske-le-tons that are dear to us
Out of clo-sets once more.
Through the years
Your blogs will gather together,
If “Blogger” allows
Hang Da-mo-cles sword above your balding brow.
And have yourself a blogging-watching Christmas now.
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